Ike Kennedy.

Chase frowned, letting Ike up finally. He looked way, shaking his head. “No, not okay… I don’t like that. So, I ain’t gonna let it happen. C’mon, I’ll walk you home.”

"Fine...let's go." Ike rubbed his shoulder as he started to walk away with Chase towards his house. When they got to his house Ike unlocked his door and turned to look at Chase,"I guess I will see you around. Thank you for walking me home."

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#ike kennedy #photo

"Listen, I'm real sorry for how I treated you... I care about you. I really do."

"Chase…shut up, you’re not going to die. Okay?" Ike sobbed as he wiped the tears from his eyes with his free hand. His other hand was occupied with trying to keep all of the blood coming out of Chase’s gun shot wound. He grabbed his cellphone and tried to call 911 but it was useless. They were at the cabin in the middle of no where, and there was no service. Ike threw his phone and looked down at Chase dying in his arms. "Please ..don’t go. I love you." He said softly.

angstmemes

What would your muse's last words to mine be if they were to die in my muse's arms?

#meme

thefvriousx

"Think I’m gonna need this tonight?"

"You can't have that in here...this is a bar not a shooting range."

#brxkenparts #wes

The punch left Oliver reeling, biting his tongue just to make sure his teeth hadn’t come out as he was shoved forward, the bag of drugs in his hand. The actual sale went easily enough, but Oliver was reluctant in turning back to Isaac with the money.

Ike grabbed the money from Oliver's hand, and looked around making sure that no one was around to see the exchange. "Thanks.." Ike looked at Oliver and shook his head. "See...it wasn't that bad, right?" He pulled out $40 bucks from the bundle of money and handed it to Oliver. "Buy yourself some candy and comic books..or whatever."

#oliver

Chase listened to Isaac, eyes searching the other man’s as they stood up against he bar. Slowly, he eased up – but only just. He was still holding onto Ike, in case Isaac decided he wanted to walk away before Chase was done. “No… I don’t know. I don’t know how you work!” He said, aggravated and frustrated. Chase bit his lip then pressed his mouth against Isaac’s in a quick kiss. “Sorry I hurt your feelings.” He said, but it was just an copied apology. “I just wanna have fun with you. I know I’m an asshole, I told you that in the beginning. This ain’t on me, Ike.”

"It's not okay? It's on me and that is why I need to have some distance from you. I can have a conversation with you at the bar..no problem. I just can't do this to myself.."

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“I’m not forcing you to stay here, you can leave whenever you want.” Luke said, but there was something in his tone – in the way he was looking at Isaac – that begged to differ. “What would you like to drink?” He asked, disregarding the insult as he backed into the kitchen, eyes still on Ike the entire time.

"Oh really? Then I should be on my way then...I have some things that I need to take care of today." Ike got up from the table and sighed hoping that Luke wasn't going to stop him from leaving. "We could reschedule the drink for another day." He said as he was backing out of the detectives kitchen slowly.

#luke

"I’m not selling your shit!" Oliver refused again, despite the rising fear that only doubled when he was slammed against the wall. "I can take an ass-kicking." He said defiantly, looking Isaac straight in the eye.

"Yes you are going to fucking sell it." Ike punched the kid in the mouth hard, and he felt bad for it but he wasn't going to show it. He put the cocaine in his hand and dragged him closer to the customer. He waited until the customer walked over to them, and pushed Oliver closer to the man.

#oliver

Ollie glanced over to the man Ike indicated, the small baggy in his hand. “No way.” He shook his head hesitantly, making to shove the drug back at Isaac. “I’m not selling shit to nobody.”

Ike grabbed the little kid by his shirt shoving him into the wall,"It's either you fucking do this for me or I WILL kick your ass, Soloman. You're choice. You almost sent me to prison...this is the least you could do for me."

#oliver

kingsofchaos-rp

Chris Pine as Jackson Hardy, ATF Agent

Charlie Hunnam as Charlie King,President of Kings of Chaos (this character is taken)

Idris Elba as Lawrence Wayne, owner of Wayne, Incorporated

Tom Hardy as Lucas Solomon, Detective, Robbery/Homicide (this character is taken)

Travis Fimmel as Chad King, retired Marine and mechanic

Emilio Rivera as Francisco Reyes, El Jefe, Reyes Cartel

Shiloh Fernandez as Nero Reyes, heir to Reyes Cartel

Colin Ford as Oliver Solomon, son of Lucas Solomon (this character is taken)

Logan Marshall-Green as Jameson Solomon, mechanic (this character is taken)

Garrett Hedlund as Chase King, full patch member of Kings of Chaos (this character is taken)

Ryan Hurst as Lex Solomon, Vice President of Kings of Chaos

Gabriel Macht as Parker Davenport, Mayor of Leetum Moors

#roleplay #JOINNN

"I don’t want it. Just… here." He pulled the money from his pocket and offered it to Isaac. I really didn’t know he was gonna answer the door, okay?"

Ike snatched the cash from the kid, and shoved it in his pocket. "if you aren't going to take it why did you ask for it then, shit head?" He looked over and saw a customer that Ike wanted to sell to but it wasn't in his territory. He looked at Oliver and pulled a baggy of cocain out handing it to the kid. "Go sell this to him and I won't kick your ass"

#oliver #oh shit

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“No, because I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you…” He said, pulling Isaac all the way into his house before shutting the door behind them. With that, he kinda tossed Ike into a chair and called for his son. “I guess Oliver will be the deciding factor…” All it would take was one look from Oliver to Isaac and Isaac would be sold out – whether or not Oliver ratted. Luke could read the sixteen year old’s expressions easily.

Ike tried his best to get away from Luke's hand, and the next thing he knew he was in the chair in Luke's house. He knew everything was going to shit now. He was probably going to go to prison, and his life was over. "You can't keep me here! Are you crazy?!" Ike shook his head crossing his arms across his chest, and waited for Oliver to come downstairs. I'm going to kill him. Ike thought to himself. "Can I at least have something to drink? You suck at having company for a british guy."

#luke

“Because… you want a fight, you fuckin’ got one!” Chase yelled, his palms still pressed roughly against Isaac’s shoulders, making them dig – probably painfully – into the wall of the bar. “Why you gotta be like this, huh? Why can’t we just have fun? You don’t have to put me down like that.”

Ike made a face from the painful stings he felt in back, and from the pressure of Chase's hands on his shoulder. Ike was still trying his best to push the male away from him but he wasn't strong enough. "You think I want this, Chase? You honestly think I want to feel like this for you? For someone who doesn't give half the shit I give for them for me. No...it's the last thing I want!" He yelled. "I'm trying to stay away from you for the both of us. Just let me go!" He pushed some more and finally gave up. He looked down and shook his head,"I'm sorry,okay? I got tired of you saying terrible shit about me. You're not stupid but you ARE an asshole."

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Luke furrowed his brow confusedly at Isaac who tried to back away. He grabbed the kid by the collar and pulled him forward. “What are you so scared for? You obviously showed up here for a reason. I’m off duty, I’m not going to arrest you… unless you give me a reason to. Don’t be suspicious.” He shook his head, letting Isaac go, “You really need a lesson in how to be a criminal.”

"I honestly didn't know you lived here, man." Ike winced when the older male grabbed him by the collar pulling him closer like he was nothing. "I just told you that I'm at the wrong house...I swear." He said hoping Luke would just believe him because if he found out the real reason why he was there...Ike would be on his way to prison with a beating from the father. "Can I go now?!"

#luke

The words reverberated through his ears, pounding like a heartbeat after a blow to the head. It hurt, he felt sick, but he wouldn’t show it. Couldn’t. He just watched Isaac walk out of the bar, sitting there dumbly for a moment. One of the very few people who hadn’t mocked his intelligence – or lack their of – and that was gone now. After about half a minute, Chase got up and grabbed his jacket, angrily walking out of the bar. He was tall, so he swiftly came upon Isaac. He stopped the younger man by grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him, pressing him against the cold brick of the bar. “Fuck you, Isaac. I didn’t do anything to you but tell you the truth, it ain’t MY fault you’re in love with me.”

"Why can't you just leave me alone, Chase?" Ike whispered harshly when he felt himself hit the brick wall of the bar. He looked at the other male and sighed when Chase called him out on his love for him. Ike couldn't make himself look at Chase. Ike felt embarrassed and he didn't want the other male to see how hurt he was. "Are you done now?" He asked trying to push Chase away from him. "All you did was fucking be yourself and that is enough. I'm done."